Suvarnabhumi

This is a common notion of people in India today that lawyers only wear black coats and shout at top of their voices addressing the judges as “Mee LAURD”. They are also alleged to debate on unnecessary things and put theatrics and dramatics in their arguments. Well debating is no different from this. The only difference is-you have to put all this along with a substantial matter which is not at all supposed to be senseless. NLIU and most other colleges now-a-days basically follow the parliamentary form of debating. There a debate has to be won by an entire team but not only an individual and there is a proposition and opposition and not for and against.

One of the leading in this regard is the United Asian Debate Championship. Our contingent was lucky enough to represent our university in this international championship and so were the other contingents of India who represented their colleges in this competition which was held in Bangkok this year. Actually not as lucky as other Asian nations were. Because trust me it’s really tough to understand accent of the chinks and most of the nations there had high pitches and high cheek bones. That actually made us realise that whatever and however Indians try we are still far away from the fight of accents, thus it’s better to leave it for the call centres, debaters shouldn’t even try it.

Diary of a Fresher

28th June, 2010

            I arrive at the Bhopal railway station. A 14 hour journey from Mumbai. We reach our hotel. I rest my dust-covered face on the pillow as I hear my Ma telling me to pee before I sleep as I always get up in the middle of the night and disturb her. Irrelevant detail, I know.

The Moot Dilemma

What is that one thing which is fully capable to bring nightmares into any law student’s dream filled sound- sleep? What can instill a weird, unexplained fear? Behold people. It’s not any set of Exams. Nor any kind of interview. It is a MOOT.

A Monday

We wake up in the morning at half past seven and realise that it is yet another Monday. Oh! How we all hate Mondays. So there is this rush to the bathroom but I always wonder why there are not many people bathing. While I ponder over the weird wake-up-and-head-to-class scenario, my tummy starts grumbling.That is when it hits me, I haven’t had my breakfast.  So I get hold of an apple and head to the academic block. On my way out there is yet another stop. I write my name with my room number on the register and run to my class. 

My First Day at NLIU

Anxious to see my new college,but quite nervous to face the seniors,
On my first day I woke up at 5 o clock, along with my ragging fearing dears.
I woke up and went to the terrace, where the rains were in full swing...